spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
first comes the tug
the jagged little tug
a rip and a tear
unstopping the cork
-pop!-
careful selection
no.. no… n— ah yes
twisting, shredding, packing
carefully readying
then comes the burn
how bright! how bold!
hungry, painfully hungry
seemingly unsatisfied until
suddenly giving way to fullness
a wisp of memory
how can such a small spark
beget such magic
tangible yet almost invisible
energy begging to be tapped
tame me! (but don’t contain me)
next a rush of oxygen
oxygen and -something else-
something NOT oxygen
heat and earth and light
a duality, the mixing
encircling with water and flesh
relaxing into motes of dust
charcoal grey, dancing
swirling her skirts before
turning and fading away
resting, chin on palm
eyes gazing far
beyond auroras and the moon’s path
seeing more
differently, but more
not clearer, the layers in between
fresh light on old subjects
finally the bone-weary ache
an aching heart
an empty hand
a divided momentum
it seeps in, makes itself known
one desire raising up then lying down
followed by another and another
subside, dominate, relax
after sleep
eye-shift, clear vision
at the junction, paused
then passing through
elements of all join
(for a moment, a mere moment!)
releasing and then become
-inhale-exhale- remade
tara caribou | ©2022
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
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Who would have thought golfing can be poetic. It took me reading it three times to get a grip on understanding.
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Thanks for reading it and sticking with it!
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I enjoyed reading it. 😊
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A magic dance, lovely
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Indeed. First one then the other. Thank you for sharing!
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You’re welcome
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Tara Caribou – Breath and dance
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I love the second stanza, Tara. ❤
The next to last bit is the part I like second best.
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I’m curious if you intuit what I was referring to… 😉
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I have my suspicions 😉
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Hello Tara 🌻
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Hello my friend! Ohhh how I’ve missed you. I periodically check on your site to see if you have come back. Seeing you today has made me smile so big.
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I missed you too. I’m sorry I just vanished but I started seeing a new doctor and things got a little tough for a while. But I’m starting to feel like I can breathe again. And talking to you again feels wonderful, like coming home after a long long time away.
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Send me an email, if you feel so inclined. I think about you quite often.
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Will do.
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‘seeing more
differently, but more
not clearer, the layers in between
fresh light on old subjects’
how these lines resonate Tara – as I re-read, take in the whole, I linger on these…
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That’s great, Eric! Those seem like appropriate lines for you, I’d say. 😌
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Beautifully crafted,Tara 💖
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Thank you Anita!
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Pleasure,Tara.
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And a beautiful encapsulation of bi-polarity. Great piece.
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Great view, Mark. 😌
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I really like how this can be interpreted, Tara. For me it reads like the yearning anticipation for something (like a child at Christmas), and the eager expectation which eventually gives way to disappointment upon realising that the chase often outweighs the reward. A bit like searching for love (and now the ‘adult’ take) – that desire to find someone special which often results in disappointment too.
Magical as ever.
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You’ve come about as close as a person could to what was in my head, Chris. Very good interpretation. I assumed no one would really get it, and that’s okay too. I love reading the responses. Because I can see it through other’s eyes.
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I think that we are often on the same page, Tara! (And I’m delighted that we are).
Yes, it’s always good to read people’s different interpretations – sometimes they can reveal layers that perhaps even we couldn’t see.
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I completely agree.
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feels like the lifecycle of love and life – metaphor and counterpoint almost obscure? teasing and leaving it open to interpretation, or even application to things not intended, seemingly deliberately. love it.
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At the time, it made perfect sense when I wrote it. 🤷🏼♀️ I may have been a bit too obscure but I am loving the interpretations.
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Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! 👏👏👏
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Thanks! Something a bit too abstract but that’s okay.
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❤🌹
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